MTL - Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds - Chapter 822 Go ask Kant!

It started out, yeah. It was a crash landing.[Inner Lunatic] is a fantasy RPG infamous for its extreme difficulty.However, to Yoo Chan, who was diagnosed with a terminal illness at a young age, this game was his entire life and has now become his reality.From now on, Yoo Chan has to survive in this world as Nox von Reinharber, the worst villain in the first act of the game. Will he be able to reach the end of the story safely?[This novel does not belong to me; all rights belong to its author. I merely upload it, and translation credits go to: Dursty’sTS, Gozine.]Original Author: Jeong Melody/정선율

Jiuling was once the daughter of the crown prince, the princess of a nation. She specialized in medicine and incredibly intelligent, and yet she was murdered. After her death, she actually ended up reincarnated into the body of a distressed orphan girl, Jun Zhenzhen. One of these days, Jiuling was going to go back to her killer and get revenge. However, she had urgent matters at hand that needed tending to, trouble of which was left to her by the previous owner of Jun Zhengzhen.

Jun Zhenzhen was a simple-minded person, an unruly and distressed orphan girl. She hoped to rely on the marriage that her grandfather had arranged and marry the perfect husband in the hearts of many women - the young master of the Ning family. However, the Ning family completely abandoned her and was unwilling to go through with their arranged marriage. Furious, Jun Zhenzhen wanted to pretend to hang herself, but she ended up really dying. Thus, arrived Jiuling.

Having taken Jun Zhenzhen's body, Jiuling quick-wittedly resolved the difficult situation and saved the Ning family from embarrassment and also stood up for herself. Unfortunately, this little feat was just the first step on her long road to accomplishing her revenge...

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“201th, 202nd…”Zhou Can, an Intern of Tu Ya Hospital, a Grade A Provincial Tertiary Hospital, would silently count every stitch he finished.His target today was to complete 300 stitches and fight for a place in the House Officer recruitment two days later.[Congratulations on completing your 100,000th suture and triggering the EXP system. Medical skills and surgery practice can be obtained.]Zhou Can shook his head hard.What the hell is this?Something even more magical happened as he thought about it.An interface appeared in front of him.[Zhou Can, Intern.][Pathology Diagnosis, Level Two. Current EXP: 89.5/100. Outstanding House Officer-level diagnosis ability.]A surgical legend was in the making.

Tang Qiu was a substitute bride–forced to take her half-sister’s place and marry the young master of the Jiang family, a deformed cripple with less than 6 months left to live.

“Who would have thought that even a sickly whelp like Jiang Shaocheng would find himself a bride?”

“I hear that he’s practically on his deathbed and he’s only marrying the Fengs’ daughter to improve his lifespan.”

Tang Qiu ignored the whispers around her and focused on her husband-to-be, who coughed violently in his wheelchair. At the altar, after they had said their vows, she lifted her veil and knelt in front of Jiang Shaocheng, pressing a hesitant kiss to his lips.

The marriage contract was signed. No matter his physical deformities, he was now her husband.

She wasn’t afraid of the scars that marked his face, nor was she repulsed by him being confined to a wheelchair. Every morning, she made him breakfast, attended to his needs, and thought of little else beyond her duties as a wife.

“Young Master Jiang is a cripple who can’t get it up,” her best friend argued. “When he dies, you’ll still be untouched. You should set your sights higher.”

“A sickly invalid like Jiang Shaocheng can’t give you happiness,” her ex-boyfriend insisted. “I’ll wait for you.”

But Young Master Jiang only scoffed. “I have plenty of time left to be with her.”

Later in their marriage, Jiang Shaocheng wanted to enjoy his little wife in all ways–the press of her lips against his, the brush of skin on skin; the way a husband and wife were supposed to. But Tang Qiu refused him, blushing. “No, we can’t. The doctor says you can’t exert yourself.”

Jiang Shaocheng’s desire was surging through him, a heat in his core that demanded to be satiated. He cursed, I should have gotten rid of that doctor and the wheelchair long ago.

But he yearned to make love to his little wife, and so he revealed his true identity. In the blink of an eye, the deformed cripple transformed into a powerful businessman–tall, dark, and handsome. He quieted Tang Qiu’s protests, his body positioned over hers, his arms caging her as she lay on the bed. His voice was low when he asked, “What about now?”